Because Jiang Yu’s script needed someone to perform, Jiang Yu and Bessie decided to go to the acting department first.

The acting department also had several majors, including acting and some behind-the-scenes majors.

Jiang Yu first asked the acting department’s Dean of Education about the class schedule, and finally decided to go to the drama major. Because only this major had the least classes this semester, the students had a lot of free time.

The drama class was currently in session, but after this class ended, they were free.

Jiang Yu and Bessie stood at the door. When the teacher in the classroom saw the two of them, he went out to ask them what they were here for.

After Jiang Yu explained the matter, the teacher said, “So it’s Professor Carl’s class. It’s fine. We’ll help.”

Jiang Yu politely thanked him, “Thank you, teacher.”

The teacher smiled and said, “It’s alright. Just call me teacher Sally. Professor Carl has always been the most respected professor in our school. You’re also his student, so we’ll definitely help you.”

Jiang Yu and Bessie stood at the door, waiting for the bell to ring.

When the bell rang, Sally patted the lectern and said, “Everyone, wait a moment. Professor Carl’s students have something they need our help with.”

Then, she gestured to Jiang Yu, who was outside the door, and said, “Come on.”

Jiang Yu and Bessie walked into the classroom together and said their purpose. “We are rehearsing a piano musical. Is anyone willing to help?”

The classroom was completely silent. After a long while, someone asked, “Are you Jiang Yu?”

Jiang Yu nodded and said, “I’m Jiang Yu.”

The person said, “Then we won’t help you with this.”

Jiang Yu was puzzled and asked, “Why?”

The person said mockingly, “Why do you still ask? Of course, it’s because you have a bad reputation! After doing so many shameful things, who knows what methods you used to get into our school. Jiang Yu, a person like you should go out and become a vagrant.”

His words were very harsh. Even those who didn’t like Jiang Yu felt that Diss’s words were a little harsh.

But he was the class captain, so many people didn’t dare to disobey his words.

However, there was someone above him who could suppress him, and that was Sally, the teacher of the drama major.

Sally frowned and said, “Diss! This is professor Carl’s introductory student, how can you talk like this?!”

Once Sally got angry, Diss restrained himself. His words were not as unpleasant as before, but he also clearly expressed his unwillingness to help.

He said, “You can go back. No one here likes you, so no one will help you.”

Sally was about to speak, but Jiang Yu stopped her and said, “It’s okay, teacher. We can’t find anyone here. We can look elsewhere.”

Sally could only say apologetically, “I’m really sorry, but this is the students’ own will. If they really aren’t willing to help you, as their teacher, I can’t force them.”

Jiang Yu nodded and said, “Sorry for the trouble, teacher.”

With that, she left with Bessie.

After leaving, Bessie was so angry that her voice was trembling. She said, “Jiang Yu, why didn’t you refute him just now?”

Jiang Yu said indifferently, “There’s no benefit in refuting him. He’ll only think that it’s because he hit the nail on the head that I’m so anxious. So now, it’s better to follow his heart and let him be complacent for a few more days. When the results are out, we’ll use reality to make him feel ashamed.”

Although Jiang Yu said so, Bessie still held her anger in her heart and said, “But I really can’t stand his arrogant look. Just like Kang Xue, he’s arrogant.”

Jiang Yu comforted her with a smile and said, “It’s okay. Calm down. It’s easy to get wrinkles when you’re angry. You’re so young and pretty. If you get wrinkles, you won’t be pretty anymore.”

Hearing that, Bessie’s anger subsided a little, but she still held her breath.

They had planned to try their luck in the mime major again, but just as they reached the stairs, they heard someone behind them shout, “Jiang Yu!”

It was a crisp girl shouting in Chinese.

Jiang Yu turned her head in surprise and surprise, only to see a girl with a bun-shaped head running over, pulling a girl with short hair that reached her shoulders.

The girl with a bun-shaped head ran up to Jiang Yu and said breathlessly, “Hello, Jiang Yu! My name Is Yan Fu, and this is my best friend, Xi Yao.”

The girl named Xi Yao didn’t seem to like Jiang Yu. She flicked her hair and didn’t look at Jiang Yu.